It’s a Saturday night and surprise, surprise, I’m annoyed. My sister was telling me to smell her “fafa” which means armpit in Chammoro. She then decided to pounce on her “fafa” with her gritty fists as if she were a wild barbarian. It was disgusting. Sadly, her pestering acts didn’t stop there. My mom said that she was getting us a new laptop and Shelley blurted, “DIBS”. Yeeeeeah…NO. I don’t think she understands the concept of “seniority rules”. Laptop’s mine. Kick rocks, chump.
That new “Airplanes” song…whenever it plays all I can think of is nipples =/
Ninja Warrior is on. Olivia Munn’s competing. She’s hot. She only completed the first obstacle, yet I’m still struck by her impressive athleticism. Hey, she surpassed Mr. Octopus which is good enough for me. Now there is a skinny guy flaunting his “dong” out with a tiny speedo. It’s repulsive and I’m getting vaguely itchy. Someone please, gag me.
